Rules of the Meme
1. Post these rules.
2. Each person tagged must put 8 random facts about themselves.
3. Tagged ones should write a journal about these facts.
4. At the end of the post tag 8 more deviants
5. Go to their page tell them they're tagged.
6. No tagging back
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1) sometimes words, numbers have allocated colours in my head.
2) student discount- fuck YEAH!
3) I own a coffee machine called Charles
4) life without a dog is not worth living.
5) I once did not eat for 2 days, 4 hours and 27 minutes
6) Alex Turner is my love interest
7) I would like to kiss both sexes
8) Eric Burdon songs are whack
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who could park the juggernaut in your mouth?
So I thought, completely out of the blue how would I feel if I never saw my parents again? How would I feel if I could never again gaze upon the faces of my brothers... my few friends? and what if there does exist this purgatory or a sort of waiting room hell?
helpmelauriehelp me before love tears me apart, and the sad thing is ahhhahahhahahahahhah I have no one with which to be in love with, doubt I ever will I feel so ugly ugly ugly slash joy I probably shall deserve my end _______
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who could park the juggernaut in your mouth?
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you used to get it in your fishnets, now you only get it in your nightdress
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who could park the juggernaut in your mouth?
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you used to get it in your fishnets, now you only get it in your nightdress
the red salmon dies at noon
I'm drawing myself a Morrissey poster cause I can't afford one nor do I have the means of venturing out of the house
Need advice on how to paint it
the board is hard (cardboard I mean)
the horse is brown
yesterday my brother painted his whole face in eyeshadow, brown eyeshadow and he looked like a black and white minstrel, that un-PC show from the 70s or whatnot
but he's already black so he was a black & black minstrel
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who could park the juggernaut in your mouth?
frenchdogbluesfrenchdogbluesfrenchdogbluesfrinzschisserhundchienbleu
frenchdog blues.
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you used to get it in your fishnets, now you only get it in your nightdress
luvvage to the muvvage
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who could park the juggernaut in your mouth?
Anywhoo, it is now Xmas, although it doesn't feel particularly very festive. How doth my companion? art thou well? Discovered anything Docker-tea related in the news? I expect he's lying low for Chrimbo, the scalliwag... despite the latest "arm exploding" bonanza (a tale and a half, my dear, tale and a half.)
But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It breaks too soon, I must be off, drink meself to kingdom come ala Carlos style, toodloo....
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